"Go find the Easter eggs with an 'E' on them," we told her as the cousins' Easter egg hunt started at Anni's sister Jenee's house. "Those are yours. Put them in your basket."
And with that she was off, running around the yard and having a blast. We ought to hide stuff in the yard at home more often to wear off her energy.
Anyway, we had a very enjoyable Easter with both families. Elise did great at church, got a kick out of her new camp chair from my parents and did well in her inaugural appearance at the kids' table at dinner with Anni's family. Then she was off to hunt for eggs, hidden by Anni's dad. All in all, a good day.
Elise woke up at 6:30 a.m. Sunday, seemingly knowing there was an Easter basket hiding downstairs for her and apparently unaware it all could have waited at least another half-hour or so.
Discovering there was chocolate in the basket.
Eating said chocolate.
She's got the style of Shirley Temple and the poorly timed look of an orphan. But even I'll admit, she was pretty cute. There is a back story to the coat: Anni's mom wore that when she was 2 years old. Vintage? A wise son-in-law wouldn't suggest such a thing. Classy? Yeah.
Cousins
In pursuit.
She just kept running.
Taking a break to crack an egg, discovering that the quiet ones have green paper in them...
Chillin' with cousin Jacob. And, no, this was not posed. They were looking for stars.
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